Bound Footjob Between Clowns
I prance into my dressing room when- BOP! I'm brained from behind. I'm as Peanut the Clown quickly ties my arms behind my back and flips me over to admire my gigantic clown boots. They're nice, but not as nice as my socks. He slips the boots off, and is halfway through removing my socks when I wake up. I squeal at him to let me go and struggle against my bindings, but its no good. Peanut enjoys my struggling so much, he starts rubbing my socked feet on his hard-on. Ew! NOT what I had planned for today. Its no use trying to get out of my bindings, so I finally give in to the impromptu footjob in the hopes that Peanut will LEAVE ME ALONE if I can just get him off and get him out of here!
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